The internal affairs envoy opened the dragon's spine secret door, the Qian sect committed mass suicide, and the shadow sect drove the captured family members to the battlefield. It was the moment when the capturing dragon army, the earth dragon sect and the shadow sect's "prisoning dragon" troops were destroyed. At first, there was a strong wind in the Long family. The shower-like attack completely submerged the giant monster "Xingtian". From Jonah's perspective, he could only see bursts of explosions blooming like fireworks. Dust and smoke covered the sun. The giant monster seemed to have no power to fight back. "Run away." Astrology The warlock was still shouting. He could clearly see the terrifying outline of the black giant from Silapina's "mind's eye" vision. The thick black substance turned from resentment was constantly distorted and deformed in the explosion, but it never dispersed at all. .The attack did not cause any damage to the troll at all.
Ten minutes later, the Long family's firepower gradually weakened. The smoke dissipated, revealing the devastated earth. The black and white wings on Long Xiyue's back had disappeared. He took off his helmet, and his long hair soaked in sweat fell down and stuck to his cheeks. Go up. He was gasping for air. "Yuhou..." Several members of the Dragon Capturing Army gathered around him. "The monster has been eliminated. We should follow the order of the Presbyterian Council and continue to break out to the west. I'm afraid it's too late. Those lingering Jin Ge cavalry are here to harass us again."
"You can't see clearly yet. Wait a moment. Wait a moment..." Long Shiyue wiped the sweat from his face with a black cloak. His eyes were fixed on the front. The dust and smoke in front had not yet subsided. For a while, he couldn't see the outcome of the battle. .
Above the city wall on the west side of the damaged mansion, Long Shiyu's complexion turned as white as ice. Even his lips lost the color of their blood. "Hehehehe..." He suddenly laughed sinisterly. "No matter what kind of god you are, weirdo , demon, demon. It is impossible to leave a whole corpse under the secret technique of Dragon Prison... After this battle, the Shadow Sect will give me the title of first-class Xuanfu envoy no matter what. Hehehehe... cough cough cough... ..." He suddenly coughed violently. Black and smelly blood spurted out from his mouth. The thin and pale young man poured a large amount of elixir from the gourd around his waist and stuffed it into his mouth. He chewed it with his teeth and swallowed it along with the dirty blood. Lower belly.
Silence fell suddenly on the city and below. Hou Qin's troops did not know where to hide. Everyone on the battlefield stared at the gray mist. "Where is Shen Qin?" An elder suddenly said. A few seconds later. A woman in black with short hair and a tall figure appeared behind him. She knelt down on one knee and saluted. Her voice was sonorous and she said, "Enter Long Shenqin, the deputy guerrilla commander of the Youxian Army of Konghe Mansion."
"Hasn't the main force of the Youxian Army returned yet?" the elder said.
"There are only nine members of the Youxian Army within the contact range. A recall order has been issued. However, no one has reported back to Konghe Mansion yet. The other members are scattered throughout the mainland. I am afraid that there will be no time to return for reinforcements. The Commander-in-Chief will also temporarily hold back. Unable to contact," Long Shenqin reported quickly with her head lowered.
"I know." The elder waved his hand. "Blow away the dust and smoke under the city. The power of your bloodline should be able to do it."
"Shen Qin understands." The short-haired woman disappeared without a trace.
I saw a black shadow bounce off the city wall. It suddenly jumped out of the crenel. It spread its arms and fell. Long Shenqin's bloodline ability is called "Wind God". He is born with a very high affinity for the wind magic element. He has been in Gaogao since he was a child. She kept jumping between the pavilions. She was never afraid of falling, because the wind would lift the girl's body like a pair of big hands. When she was ten years old, she flew over the Dragon's Backbone. She was selected by the Crane Mansion to join the Youxian Army. When she grew up, she practiced in the Dragon Family. The "Scythe Dragon" of the Nine Arts. As a type of wind spell, the power of the wind god doubles the attack power of the Scythe Dragon. Even among the powerful Youxian Army, Long Shenqin is one of the strongest ones who stands out from the crowd.
The wind whistled past her ears. Long Shenqin took a deep breath. The falling force suddenly slowed down. "Secret Technique of Sickle Dragon: Gust of Wind." She made a mistake with her hands, and the sharp wind was blown between her fingers. Two huge scythes swept through the air. "Crack, crack, crack..." Two wind blades in opposite directions collided in the air, exploded, and entangled each other. Then they turned into a propeller-shaped hurricane. "Woo..." The gust of wind swept across The battlefield. The dark fog was blown away, and the eyes became clear.
"Kara." An elder accidentally crushed the token in his palm. The fragments pierced his palm and bled without realizing it.
Long Shiyu on the city and Long Shiyue below the city were stunned at the same time.
The headless humanoid monster was lying on the ground, playing with a broken steam dragon with great interest. The holes caused by countless explosions on its body were quickly filled with black tentacles. The fog dissipated. The monster immediately dropped the toy in his hand. He stood up suddenly as if he was annoyed that someone was interrupting his playtime. This station blocked the sky and the sun. It seemed to have become taller than before. Standing straight, the height of his body was higher than the towering outer wall of the Long family. "Boom." Bricks and stones splashed. .A huge black palm rested on the city wall. "Boom. Boom." The giant monster took only two steps and got close to the wall. Every step made the earth shake violently. A huge hole suddenly opened in the headless neck. Countless tentacles danced ferociously inside. "Ahhhhhh..." Long Shenqin had no time to react. She was wrapped up in the body by the giant monster's tentacles and swallowed in the air. There was no sound for an instant.
Long Shiyu was dumbfounded. Sweat dripped down his pale face. Blood mixed with medicine residue spilled from the corners of his mouth. He couldn't move. He couldn't move. The whole world was shrouded in a huge shadow. The headless monster leaned down slightly. He lowered his body and stared at the tiny human on the city wall with non-existent eyes. Long Shiyu's entire field of vision was filled with ink-like thick, foul-smelling, curly, wailing black tentacles. "Hey, hey hey... "He shrugged his shoulders and laughed. "Monster. Monster... you haven't seen my true appearance yet. If there is another time, I will kill you. Kill you severely. Eviscerate you, break your bones and cramp..." While vomiting blood, Long Shiyu murmured and smiled strangely.
"Yuhou."
At the foot of the city, Long Xiyue recovered from the deep horror. He gritted his teeth and pulled out his long sword and rushed towards the giant monster. His steps were frivolous. The "sky" had already consumed his body's physical strength. Now he looks like this There was only a little faith left in the empty body and an impulse to turn fear into strength. "Don't come here. Go west." He shouted. Long Shiyue raised his sword and rushed towards the monster high in the clouds. He couldn't stop. I couldn't stop because I was afraid that once my pace slowed down, the remaining courage would be eaten away by the huge fear.
The dragon-capturing army launched a charge as the dragon eclipsed the moon. The last giant dragon of the Earth Dragon Sect spit out green fire at the enemy. The Shadow Sect's "Prisoner Dragon" troops shot countless white light cords. The "Silly Dragon" team waved their wind blades. The Internal Affairs Bureau's internal affairs officer , the Shadow Sect’s foreign envoy, the execution hall, all the remaining combat power of the Long family. All the young people, young people, middle-aged and old people who can pick up the sword. All the power that the Presbyterian Council can summon launches an attack at this moment. This time, the giant The strange "Xingtian" seemed to have lost interest in playing. He chose to fight back head-on. Countless dark tentacles all over his body suddenly began to grow rapidly. In an instant, countless descendants of the Long family were swallowed up. Any attack was ineffective against the sticky black substance. Then, with just a touch of the tentacles, the souls of the living can be sucked into the bottomless body of the giant monster. "Buzz..." The monster, which is bigger than the mountains, turns into a fur ball with countless beards and claws. "Crack, crack, crack..." The tentacles whipped the city wall. The already shaky western wall shattered, shook, and suddenly collapsed.
Long Shiyue's long sword cut off several tentacles. The sword edge plunged into the monster's body and could not be pulled out. Yu Hou of the Dragon Capturing Army raised his young head and roared angrily: "Let's fight. You coward, you won’t even look at me until the end. Ah ah ah ah... Go to death. Go to death." He roared and clenched his fists. The broken black and white wings spread out in vain behind him, burning the last bit of strength. It even burned the body. "Rumble, rumble..." "Sky" appeared again. The power of the blood triggered a series of explosions of steel wind and iron thunder. But this tragic blow only caused a small wound on the troll's ankle. Scars and countless tentacles shot out from all directions, drowning the unyielding man in the blink of an eye.
"Hehehehe. Come and eat me. I'll poison you. I'll poison you..." Long Shiyu turned around and stabbed his green dagger into his abdominal cavity. Glittering green lines immediately appeared around the wound. This made him dying. That mocking smile appeared on the young man's face again. Then, countless tentacles surged up the city wall, swallowing him and the dozen or so Shadow Sect disciples around him.
The cry of killing was weak. The light of the explosion quickly subsided. There were only countless groaning black tentacles between heaven and earth, and a crumbling wall. On the south side of the city wall, four elders witnessed everything. The oldest elder turned his head. He calmly said to the messenger: "Let Ying Zong blow the horn. Blow five times... no. six times."
The other three elders silently accepted the proposal. The messenger opened his ice-blue eyes and sent a message to the Shadow Sect disciples who had guarded the brass horn for generations. The seal was opened, the horn was blown, and the Qian Sect members ushered in the only glorious moment of liberation. .The Long family destroyed the high wall that had been closed for 1,400 years and extended its last sharp claws to the invincible enemy.
"I've gone," said the oldest elder. "I didn't expect that there would be a time to use force. If I had known this day, after dinner every day, before discussing matters, I would put down my papers and go to the small courtyard to stretch my muscles. It would have been much better. Okay." As soon as he finished speaking, two blades protruded from his cane. His rickety figure turned into a ray of black light and shot towards the giant monster in the distance. The three elders next to him looked at each other. "I almost forgot. How to activate the power of bloodline. How many years has it been?" said one person.
"Don't let ancestor Jingzhe and grandpa see the joke," said another.
"If the current head of the family were here... that traitor would be the most capable person in the Long family. It's a pity. It's a pity." said the last one.
The three old men stamped their feet and jumped towards the enemy.
Six horns sounded, and the separated families came out of the dragon's spine. Jonah witnessed everything in the crypt. His body stiffened, and he murmured: "Asai, Xiaolong, where are you...run away."